"What are you doing in here?" Alan snapped, gripping me against him, and making it clear that Calvin was in fact interrupting.
"I am here for her checkup." he was grinning with that same ugly smile he always did, like he was more happy to see my pussy in the air than to see me. I shivered and Alan shifted me so that I wasn't quite so exposed. I guess I wasn't the only person to see the way Calvin's eyes were suddenly everywhere.
"Check up?" Alan was somehow growing warmer, even as his voice grew darker.
"Yes," Calvin stepped closer, still looking at my cunt rather than at Alan. "It's all in your contract of course. We need to make sure she survived the last few nights. That everything is in working order."
"It is, I can assure you." Alan's grip tightened. I was clinging to him now, sure he was seeing the same thing I was. The way Calvin's eyes had darkened, the way he was looking at me. It was the same as it was the night at the window, that same ownership. That same warning.
We both knew the same thing, I shouldn't be left alone with him.
"As per the contract it is our responsibility to conduct a full observation and check up without the buyer being present. If you would like to be in breach I would be happy to have our new guard escort you off the premises.'' Calvin was already smiling victoriously even before the door opened and the 'new guard' stepped out.
"Logan."